Those of you with any half-way understanding of geography will have figured out that I live on the East Coast, north of the Tropic of Capricorn.
It’s a small city (by some standards) of some 80,000 people. There are cinemas and sports clubs to entertain us. Until the marine stingers arrive, we have gorgeous beaches and an ocean playground. There are also tourist flights in vintage aeroplanes for those of us who want more of a “high.” Most districts have access to broadband and a (fairly) reliable telephone system.
So it’s not as though we are completely starved of amusement, whether provided or of our own making.
Not so in some of the more distant areas of this Outpost of Empire…
Personally, I think it’s a case of over-reacting. What the hell else could you decently do for a laugh there?It’s not as though she did it in a Sunday School class! In the same bulletin it’s reported that police shot a man who was threatening his partner with a knife and, when the officers tried to arrest him, threw knives (plural!) at them.
You tell me which is the more harmful.
I will be off-air for the rest of the afternoon (some burble about maintenance), but I’ll be back later with the winner of the Blogiversary Giveaway.
In the meantime…
…this is a birthday gift from friends. I just wish Blogger had the means to upload the perfume!